Chapter 149 The Child Who Will Not Die "Teacher, teacher,...
"Teacher, teacher, why didn't Xiaozhi come today?" The blond mixed-race boy, who was only five years old, pulled the female teacher's clothes and asked with his head tilted up.
The female teacher looked a little strange and evaded him by saying, "Xiaozhi, Xiaozhi is sick and won't be coming to class soon."
The mixed-race boy looked up at the teacher's wandering gaze, blinking those overly beautiful purple eyes. He uttered an "oh" and returned to his seat. The students next to him were arguing over an eraser, and he turned his head angrily, "Are you guys going to fight?"
The two children stopped immediately and sat back in their seats.
"No, no." They said in unison.
The mixed-race boy squinted at them, then turned his head back. His facial features were beautiful and delicate, but there was a Band-Aid on his face, ruining that beautiful and delicate face.
He also had many bruises on his body, the result of a fight he had in kindergarten.
There is also a record of successfully escaping from a surprise attack by other forces on the way home from school.
The little boy is the young master of an organization. In the chaotic Yokohama, his kindergarten and elementary school life are not smooth. Even though his father cooperates with many forces, he still often encounters various accidents.
His special ability ensured that he could safely pass through the cub stage.
He is like an indestructible cockroach. Even if a bullet is shot into his heart, he can come back to life as long as he is given time to repair himself.
That day, as usual, he was picked up and taken back to his father's villa.
He would eat, then play around and run around in the organization, and no one cared about him.
When I get tired of playing, I go back to the villa, take a shower and continue playing in the toy room.
The windows of the toy room are always closed. Edward installed the strongest bulletproof glass, which can block most bullets, but cannot prevent the invasion of people with special powers.
The windows were also high to prevent Suzuki Kawa from being shot when he stood up.
The child was tired of playing in the toy room, so he went to his room to sleep.
In the early morning or almost dawn, there was a noise downstairs, and his father Edward returned to the villa with a bloody smell on his body.
"Dad, my deskmate died again, so the teacher won't assign me a deskmate this time."
Finally, there was a rare opportunity for father and son to have dinner together. Little Suzuki Kawa looked up and said to Edward.
Edward was cutting a piece of steak. Hearing this, he exclaimed, "Do you want to sit at the same table with me? Do you want to transfer to another school?"
Xiao Suzukichuan shook his head and continued, "There was a person with a bomb strapped to his head outside the school. The school gate was blown up last month."
"It's been very chaotic lately. You'd better not go to class." Edward thought for a moment and said.
"oh."
Little Suzuki Chuan lowered his head to eat his pasta, his face wrinkled: "Why is today's pasta so bad?"
"Hey! This is what I, Dad, cooked myself!"
“No wonder the steak was raw.”
“Medium rare is the best!”
After finishing elementary school, Suzuki Kawa was sent to Tokyo to attend junior high school. It was also the first time that he lived with his biological sister Suzuki Chihaya for a long time.
The brother and sister have lived with their parents since they were young. Compared to Suzuki Kawa's thrilling childhood, Suzuki Chihaya's childhood was filled with countless cram schools and countless trophies in the cabinets on the wall.
Suzuki Kawa admires this sister very much.
Those math problems that gave him a headache were as easy as counting on his fingers in his sister's eyes.
My sister dislikes him very much.
This brother's grades were so bad that she was ashamed to talk about it, and he fought with others all day long. Sometimes she had to go to junior high school to face the teacher's criticism, and he got himself dirty, like a puppy on the side of the road.
Are they really biological siblings?
Isn’t it just that I was born a few years later?
Suzuki Chihaya compared their faces. When Suzuki Kawa was a teenager, he had obvious mixed-race features, but when he looked at him from the side, he looked very similar to his mother, which made her a little frustrated.
Suzuki Kawa pretended to be stupid and tried to please her with a smile.
Graduation season is the busiest time for Suzuki Chihaya, and she hasn't heard from her younger brother for quite a while.
The next message she received was from her mother, who calmly told her that her brother had become a vegetable and might wake up one day, or perhaps never.
Suzuki Chihaya wanted to find trouble with those sorcerers, but her mother told her seriously that the Suzuki family needed an heir. Ogawa was useless and the others were useless. Only she could stand on her own.
"Don't let your mother down for all these years, Chihaya."
"……yes."
Chihaya Suzuki didn't understand why there were privileged groups in this world where most people were ordinary people, whether they were sorcerers or people with special abilities.
But the good news is that the privileged groups are ultimately a minority.
In other words, they are a group that can be eliminated.
In the dark stairwell, only a hazy window let in light. Suzuki Chihaya looked up at the frail Russian youth in front of her and smiled, "In that case, it's a pleasure to work with you."
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The melee in the blue sky came to an abrupt end when the Beluga suddenly began to fall. Nakajima Atsushi's face changed drastically and he turned to look at Francis who was holding the remote control of the Beluga.
However, Francis also looked grim and raised the remote control.
A mouse pattern is clearly visible on it.
"mouse?"
As his murmurs fell, the hounds called to their companions, "Let's go, we're going to fall down here."
Suehiro Tiechang retracted his sword, turned around without any reluctance and followed Jouno Caiju's footsteps.
Their plane was outside.
"Beep-beep-" Francis came back to his senses and took out his cell phone. Soon, Suzuki Kawa's nonchalant voice rang out on the platform: "Mr. Francis, you have half a minute to think."
"I refuse." Francis was obviously determined to drag Renhu and several other psychics to be buried with him. He refused without waiting for Suzuki Kawa to finish speaking and hung up the phone.
Although the White Whale crashed earlier and someone had even tampered with it, for Francis, the result was still a crash, and he might as well die together with the man and the tiger.
After the battle with Nakahara Chuuya and Suehiro Tetsuji just now, he had almost used up all his money.
On the ground, Suzuki Kawa looked at the hung up phone and shrugged: "Well, it seems he doesn't need it. I thought I could make a fortune."
"But it doesn't matter." He looked up at the huge Beluga, which had been hit and deflected from the sky above Yokohama. Now there was a helicopter next to it, and a cold light streaked across the sky.
The White Whale was instantly cut into several pieces and was still falling. Suzuki Kawa suddenly frowned and suddenly realized that something was wrong.
After the White Whale was knocked off course, it landed right at the port of [GA]!
"Tsk." He snorted coldly and raised his hand. Infinite City opened up above [GA] and successfully caught the split and flaming White Whale. To the outside world, it looked like the wreckage of the White Whale had inexplicably disappeared above the port.
There is no air in the Infinite City. After the wreckage of the White Whale entered, Suzuki Kawa closed the Infinite City. The burning wreckage was quickly extinguished, but it was still falling in the Infinite City. As long as Suzuki Kawa is willing, this part of the wreckage can fall for a hundred years.
But some of the wreckage still hovered under the blue sky.
Suzuki Chuan looked up at that part, and the system said to him: [They are still fighting.]
"Never mind, let them fight." Suzuki Chuan shook his head. Not far away, a whistle sounded from the harbor, and a new ship docked. He turned his head and said, "My loyal men have returned too."
They were in a hurry when they left, so Suzuki Kawa arranged a plane. But there was no need for such a good means of transportation when they came back, so they all came back on the cargo ship transporting arms.
It can also prevent pirate attacks on the road.
By this calculation, the hound stayed in Europe for several days.
Suzuki Chuan frowned slightly: "They went straight to Yokohama as soon as they came back?"
System: [Yes, I'll check the reason... This is an order issued by the Hound Squad leader, but the specific reason is still unclear.]
"Check what happened in Yokohama these days." Suzuki Kawa turned around and walked downstairs. After being busy for so long, it was time for him to get off work.
[Recently, there have been two bomb attacks, six car accidents, and four murders, resulting in eight deaths. The initial estimate of the number of injured is less than 20.]
"Murder?" Suzuki Kawa asked.
[Right...hiss, among them is a novelist, and two government officials. One is your sister's colleague, and the other is a high-ranking official who came here to give a work report. The remaining one is an ordinary company employee.]
The death of two government officials was a murder, which was a very serious social case. After Suzuki Kawa asked about the bomb incident, he couldn't help but feel a little tricky.
The system was still monitoring the entire city of Yokohama. After extracting data from the Metropolitan Police Department, it habitually turned its attention to the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia. Soon, its electronic voice rang out: "Those two groups are in trouble."
[To be precise, something happened to the detective agency president and the mafia leader.]
Suzuki Chuan had just returned to his office. He looked up at the cracked ceiling and was feeling worried. Hearing this, he said gloomily, "What's wrong now?"
The system said it would observe for a while.
Suzuki Kawa stared at the cracks, recalling the battle just now in his mind, and quickly identified the culprit.
He took out his cell phone and called Yan Sheng: "Don't give Yuanyi his salary this month. Also, find a maintenance team to repair my office and renovate the floor on the top floor."
"By the way, don't send Douma's to him either."
Downstairs, Yan Sheng, who had received a call from Suzuki Kawa, subconsciously looked up at Douma, who was leaning against the window and looking out. Douma, noticing his gaze, turned his head back and asked, "What's wrong, Lord Kokushibo?"
Yan Sheng: "...I understand."
Yuanyi, who was sitting next to Yan Sheng, had very good hearing. He looked up and asked his brother, "Why did you deduct my salary?"
Yan Sheng took a deep breath and said, "It's okay, I have money."
He just needs to give Yuanyi an extra salary.
Yuan looked at his brother intently, and only looked away after a moment.
As expected, my brother is the best brother in the world.
There were hurried footsteps outside the corridor, and then the door was opened forcefully, revealing Ando Tsukasa's excited face: "You're finally back!"
The one-month trip to Europe was not unfamiliar to Ando Tsukasa, but those people with special abilities were a bit difficult to deal with, and the troubles in Edward's family kept happening one after another, giving him a headache to help deal with them.
Fortunately, those assemblers were ruthless and didn't talk much. They managed to resist the attacks of the psychics, allowing Ando Tsukasa to use his blood demon magic to the maximum extent and achieve a perfect counterattack.
The office was strangely quiet. Douma turned his head and greeted him: "Hi, long time no see, Ando-kun."
Ando Tsukasa: "Long time no see, have you caused trouble again Douma? I saw a lot of signs of fighting outside."
Douma looked sad: "It's so sad that Ando-kun misses me so much."
He raised his hand and pointed at Ando Tsukasa: "By the way, Ando-kun, why is there a hole on your forehead?"
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